Monday, August 13, 2007

Some of His Jewels...

When He cometh, when He cometh
To make up His jewels,
All His jewels, precious jewels,
His loved and His own.


Refrain:
Like the stars of the morning,
His brightness adorning,
They shall shine in their beauty,
Bright gems for His crown.



He will gather, He will gather
The gems for His kingdom;
All the pure ones, all the bright ones,
His loved and His own.



Little children, little children,
Who love their Redeemer,
Are the jewels, precious jewels,
His loved and His own.

Will­iam O. Cush­ing

3 comments:

Anonymous said...

Beautiful!!! Both the poem and the pictures!

Sharon said...

Thanks!
Actually, it's a song that I learned as a child. Andrew's class learned it at co-op this year. And yes, it is beautiful!

Anonymous said...

I can't believe how much Daniel looks like my boys in the group picture of the grand children with Oma and Opa!
What a lot of cuties!